Healing Quotes Littles 516

“I want you to know that after this moment I will forget about you and never think of you again.”
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~ Cinderella, to her evil stepmother, Ever After

Healing Quotes Littles 515

“If I were human, I believe my response would be; go to hell.”
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~ Spock, Star Trek: The Undiscovered Country

Healing Poems 250

Summer Cottage

This is a house
That smells of melons and roses
Sea-wind pours through it
The airy curtains float
And the wiry sprays
Of the sea-lavender
Tremble on the table

The hushed roar
Of the massive ocean
Covers us night and day
It shelters us
Like a tree shadow
We live in it
As in a forest.

~ Anne Porter

Healing Quotes Littles 514

“Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself. No matter where you are from your dreams are valid.”
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~ Lupita Nyong’o

Healing Poems 249

Summer Night

the street lamp looks down;
it has dropped something
and spends the whole night
searching around its feet.
The rumble of a jet, and the fast road
blocks away, roaring like a cataract.
The scent of mown grass,
and of the body that mowed it.
The sidewalk, made of warm squares
heaved by maple roots,
covered with hieroglyphs in chalk.
A maple sapling, its trunk
wrapped to the knee
like the legs of a racehorse,
galloping straight up.
At dawn the prodigal sun returns
accompanied by equatorial birds
and a floral entourage.
What good has it done us to labor so
when all are rewarded?
Let the spade fall, then,
and join the feast.

~ Connie Wanek

Healing Quotes Littles 512

“You must embrace what is special about you.”
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~ Vitruvius, The Lego Movie

The Little Goddess Touched Me

I was on the bus today, coming home from therapy. Three beautiful little girls got on the bus and sat near me. The middle aged girl was about four. She tried to catch my eye several times.  :)  I waved to her, but their mom did not look happy at my interacting with them , she gave me several mean looks, so I tried to look in other directions so she wouldn’t get peeved with me.  I had my forearm resting on the back of a seat with my fingers hanging casually down. All of a sudden I felt a tiny finger touching the edge of my left pinkie. She did it several more times while we both smiled. It looked just like that ceiling, in the Sistene Chapel, where God touches man, and it felt no less sacred. The little goddess touched me. :) I decided that there is a kind of touch that I very much love, touch from someone who is pure.